What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method..

Chapter 361 Na Wu
Time flies, and several years have passed.

Lin Fan focused his attention on the child who was the reincarnation of Master Fohui.

It cannot be said that this child is a master, but rather that he has inherited the Buddhist wisdom of a master. He was very curious to know how far Buddhism would develop in this world as this child grew up.

As Lin Fan had predicted, this child was exceptionally intelligent from a young age, especially in Buddhist philosophy, where he always had unique insights. Sometimes, he would gain enlightenment from observing an object or experiencing certain events.

This greatly shocked the old monk who had taken in the child.

I always felt that this child possessed the wisdom of his master.

At the age of eight, he read all the Buddhist scriptures in the temple and mastered them thoroughly. Even the old monk was impressed by his own abilities. At the same time, he seemed to have realized that the purpose of his existence might be to adopt this child and guide his disciples into Buddhism.

The Buddhist name he gave this child was Namo.

Upon hearing this Dharma name, Lin Fan was slightly startled. In his view, "Namo" meant both taking refuge and making a vow to dedicate merit. The current Buddhist community did not have a true Buddhist lineage, nor even a method of cultivation.

It indicates a lack of basic knowledge, with only some understanding.

"Master, your disciple wishes to travel the world and witness all its joys and sorrows." Eight-year-old Nanwu was not as mischievous as other children; his slightly immature face possessed a composure and wisdom uncommon among children his age.

The old monk looked at his disciple and nodded, understanding that the temple no longer had anything to teach him. If he wanted to comprehend higher Buddhist teachings, he would have to do it himself.

But the world is not safe now, and he is worried about Namo's safety abroad.

But the current situation...

There's nothing he can do.

Soon, after packing up briefly, Namo left the temple alone, and Lin Fan followed. The chosen one had not yet appeared, and he was eager to know how far Namo, the reincarnation of Master Fohui, would develop Buddhism.

Several more years have passed.

The little monk has grown up. Although he is only fifteen years old, he is no different from an adult. The biggest change is that the Buddha-nature that surrounds him is becoming more and more obvious.

During this time, Lin Fan did not see any Buddhist supernatural powers from Nanwu; everything was as before.

But he knew that this was only what the naked eye could see; he could sense an indescribable Buddha-nature within Namo's body.

During this period, the development of the ten righteous sects was also astonishing, and the development of the demonic and evil paths was equally remarkable, forming a tripartite balance of power with each side being very strong.

Each of the ten righteous factions supported someone to become the ruler of the dynasty, continuously providing what was needed in the rear.

The world is growing stronger every moment. Nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, many forbidden and dangerous places have emerged, where many rare and precious materials that can help with cultivation have appeared.

The appearance of these rare and precious materials indicates that conflict is about to occur.

Throughout the long struggle, new spells were constantly created, and the practitioners who created these spells are all prominent figures in the world today.

Decades pass.

Namo has traveled the world on foot, traversing every corner of the world, but even so, there are still many places he has not been to.

Namo is no longer alone. Over the decades of his practice, he has unknowingly gained many followers who follow in his footsteps.

They did not know what Buddha was, but they seemed to have a kind of enlightenment in their hearts, as if a voice was passing through their ears, driving them to become followers.

The team started with one person, then two, and gradually grew larger and larger until it has now become a considerable force.

One day.

Namo sat cross-legged, meditating with his eyes closed. Suddenly, a noisy sound came from afar. He slowly opened his eyes and saw many people fleeing in a disheveled state.

The people were in a bad state, their eyes filled with despair. Nanwu got up and walked to a villager who was slumped on the ground, asking what had happened. The villager did not know who Nanwu was, but seeing that the other party had an extraordinary demeanor, he told him what had happened. It turned out that a battle between good and evil had taken place in their area, resulting in the destruction of their family and the displacement of their home.

For ordinary people, the battles between cultivators are something they cannot stop.

Seeing so many people suffering, Namo sighed inwardly. Gradually, the people who had been questioned got up and continued to flee with the group.

Lin Fan, who witnessed all of this, was also somewhat dissatisfied with the current situation. The struggle between the righteous, demonic, and evil paths was too fierce, and the commotion caused by the battle was too great.

For practitioners, everything is fine.

But for ordinary people, it is a devastating blow.

Several more years passed in this way.

Lin Fan looked into the void and found that the spiritual energy of the world was fluctuating intensely, surging continuously into the distance. He immediately went to check and found that experts from the righteous, demonic, and evil paths had gathered together.

This is about to be a complete life-or-death struggle.

Over the years, the righteous path has been relentlessly pursuing the demonic and evil paths, but the demonic and evil paths have joined forces to completely annihilate the ten righteous sects.

The commotion caused by their battle was simply too great.

It has already affected the lives of ordinary people.

At this moment, the three sides were locked in a standoff, and astonishing magical power surged within everyone's bodies. The raging demonic energy boiled like raging flames, and the evil aura permeated and covered the heavens and the earth.

Just as a major battle was about to break out.

A loud Buddhist chant suddenly resounded throughout the world.

"Amitabha, please stop, everyone."

The sound was powerful and resounding.

The experts from the three paths all showed expressions of shock. This voice seemed to have a kind of magic, actually suppressing the restlessness in their hearts.

Everyone looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Then a barefoot, bald man who looked like a beggar slowly walked over.

"Monk."

Some people on the righteous path are very suspicious.

The others looked at the speaker with suspicion, clearly not knowing what a monk was.

"Everyone, there is a group of people in the mortal world who call themselves monks. They say they study Buddhism, but they have no supernatural powers and are just like ordinary people. These people are monks."

As he uttered these words, some practitioners took notice of them, since they often walked among mortals, but they did not take these monks to heart.

“Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk is Namo, greetings to all benefactors,” Namo said.

"Monk, what are you doing here? This isn't something you can handle. Go back where you came from, or if a fight breaks out, nobody will be able to stop you," someone said.

Namo Dao said, “Esteemed benefactors, the commotion caused by your magical duel is too great and will bring unimaginable suffering to the people of the world. I hope that you can put aside your prejudices and stop here. Let’s disperse.”

The experts from both the demonic and evil paths were unwilling to be delayed by a random monk, and immediately launched a fierce attack.

"court death."

(End of this chapter)